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Extremely wet yesterday afternoon to this morning; amber rainstorm. Bad for preparations for the Bun Festival, which is set to start tomorrow.
Only few buns were placed on the towers yesterday – surely had been plans to put more on, but weather too atrocious. Before 8am this morning, I walked by the festival site – looked real sad. The big effigies of gods were still in the main "theatre", which offers better protection from rain than the tall shelter they will be in for most of the festival.
Several of the buns had fallen, others were turning to mush in the rain, a few falling to the ground as I watched.
Happily, the heavy rain eased by lunchtime, and even though there’s rain forecast – indeed, looks set to be a wet week – maybe should be showery, rather than non-stop deluges. So, hopefully ok for the actual festival – indeed, cloud with occasional showers should mean that won’t be baking hot as with some Bun Festivals I’ve known.
A rainy morning on the first day of the Bun Festival (even though festival proper not to start until evening).
Buns were put onto the main towers – again; those I’d seen yesterday having been all removed (some HK$20,000 lost in buns made mush by rain, I’m told).
At the main theatre, the grand effigies of gods remained in shelter; people sitting about, glum, waiting for break in the rain.
By evening, the rain had at last eased (again), there were more buns in the main tower, the three gods were in their place – and the Bun Festival got underway, including with Taoist priests performing weird and wonderful ceremony.
A rainy morning on the first day of the Bun Festival (even though festival proper not to start until evening).Buns were put onto the main towers – again; those I’d seen yesterday having been all removed (some HK$20,000 lost in buns made mush by rain, I’m told).At the main theatre, the grand effigies of gods remained in shelter; people sitting about, glum, waiting for break in the rain.
By evening, the rain had at last eased (again), there were more buns in the main tower, the three gods were in their place – and the Bun Festival got underway, including with Taoist priests performing weird and wonderful ceremony.
More downpours this morning. I took this around 8am; the bright lights show how gloomy it was because of the thick thick clouds overhead, dumping rain on us.
Work was still underway on putting buns up onto the towers – became a rather ragged display.
But in the afternoon, the rain had eased and mostly halted – again – and the Bun Festival was once more underway. Musicians with the priests (above) were making a din, competing with the nearby opera: so a real rumpus at the festival site, making it seem far from a "great peace" festival!
The opera made for welcome colour on a dreary, grey day.
Also, the island’s restaurants were serving vegetarian food – even McDonald’s serving up veggie burgers (not too great I thought, trying one).
More downpours this morning. I took this around 8am; the bright lights show how gloomy it was because of the thick thick clouds overhead, dumping rain on us.
Work was still underway on putting buns up onto the towers – became a rather ragged display.
But in the afternoon, the rain had eased and mostly halted – again – and the Bun Festival was once more underway. Musicians with the priests (above) were making a din, competing with the nearby opera: so a real rumpus at the festival site, making it seem far from a "great peace" festival!
The opera made for welcome colour on a dreary, grey day.
Also, the island’s restaurants were serving vegetarian food – even McDonald’s serving up veggie burgers (not too great I thought, trying one).
Better weather today; but as yet, not too many visitors. Seems about every other shop along the waterfront and streets has Bun Festival souvenirs for sale. I was told by one shop owner that a newspaper had reported a store selling souvenirs made good profit last year – so now, seems about everyone has jumped on the bandwagon!
Real buns were for sale, too.
Photographers were about, taking Bun Festival related photos (assume the ace photographer position – a slight crouch!)
Meanwhile , the climbing tower and its plastic buns looked rather lonely in the football pitch.
Better weather today; but as yet, not too many visitors. Seems about every other shop along the waterfront and streets has Bun Festival souvenirs for sale. I was told by one shop owner that a newspaper had reported a store selling souvenirs made good profit last year – so now, seems about everyone has jumped on the bandwagon!
Real buns were for sale, too.
Photographers were about, taking Bun Festival related photos (assume the ace photographer position – a slight crouch!)
Meanwhile , the climbing tower and its plastic buns looked rather lonely in the football pitch.
The rain has halted, and the sun has come out, sending temperatures soaring – with steamy humidity too.
At lunchtime, the Praya was crowded…
Some streets were crowded.
Accessible restaurants were doing a roaring trade – here selling typical vegetarian food.
At the festival site, giant incense sticks burned outside a temporary shrine, where people burned joss sticks before the effigies of gods who had joined the festival (from temples around Cheung Chau).
News crews filed reports.
And the bun towers still looked rather sad, after their battering by the torrential rains; sheets with imprints like buns partly covered their tattered appearance. But at least on the big day, the weather was fine.People were crowded together at various vantages for watching the action – especially the parade, which would begin soon. Me, I headed up the hill, for home, air-conditioning, and some work.The rain has halted, and the sun has come out, sending temperatures soaring – with steamy humidity too.
At lunchtime, the Praya was crowded…
Some streets were crowded.
Accessible restaurants were doing a roaring trade – here selling typical vegetarian food.
At the festival site, giant incense sticks burned outside a temporary shrine, where people burned joss sticks before the effigies of gods who had joined the festival (from temples around Cheung Chau).
News crews filed reports.
And the bun towers still looked rather sad, after their battering by the torrential rains; sheets with imprints like buns partly covered their tattered appearance. But at least on the big day, the weather was fine.People were crowded together at various vantages for watching the action – especially the parade, which would begin soon. Me, I headed up the hill, for home, air-conditioning, and some work.
Out after the parade; the festival site had few people milling about, plus fair amount of litter.
I walked along Tung Wan beach – busy; a good place to head after a hot time watching the parade I figured.
– the beach was surely a far better place than the ferry queues aftr the parade! Even as I later walked by at around 7.15, there were still long queues; walking along themextenced to Long Island Restaurant – and the barriers and police tape suggested the queues had even reached along to the main row of seafood restaurants.
Seafood restaurants were full to bursting – gone are the days when Cheung Chau stayed vegetarian till after the buns are removed from the towers; nowadays, seafood n meat can be sold the last evening.
Nearby, along a strip of waterfront in front of Pak Tei Temple, Cheung Chau’s wandering ghosts had a last chance to feed before heading to the underworld.
As Dai Sze Wong – good of the underworld – looked on, people set out food, drink and money (Bank of Hell notes).
Ghost lanterns lit the way to the food, drink and money.
Elderly women waved bundles of burning incense to the spirits/gods.
Quietly, this strip of land was prepared for a major event in the Bun Festival. Here’ s the view from the small shelter where the priests were to sit by around 11, to chant, and watch the ghosts, make sure they’re full and, at 11.30, to complete the island exorcism by saying it’s time – time for Dai Sze Wong and his ministers to be burnt, returning to the underworld and taking Cheung Chau’s wandering ghosts away with them for another year.
Out after the parade; the festival site had few people milling about, plus fair amount of litter.
I walked along Tung Wan beach – busy; a good place to head after a hot time watching the parade I figured.
– the beach was surely a far better place than the ferry queues aftr the parade! Even as I later walked by at around 7.15, there were still long queues; walking along themextenced to Long Island Restaurant – and the barriers and police tape suggested the queues had even reached along to the main row of seafood restaurants.
Seafood restaurants were full to bursting – gone are the days when Cheung Chau stayed vegetarian till after the buns are removed from the towers; nowadays, seafood n meat can be sold the last evening.Nearby, along a strip of waterfront in front of Pak Tei Temple, Cheung Chau’s wandering ghosts had a last chance to feed before heading to the underworld.As Dai Sze Wong – good of the underworld – looked on, people set out food, drink and money (Bank of Hell notes).
Ghost lanterns lit the way to the food, drink and money.
Elderly women waved bundles of burning incense to the spirits/gods.
Quietly, this strip of land was prepared for a major event in the Bun Festival. Here’ s the view from the small shelter where the priests were to sit by around 11, to chant, and watch the ghosts, make sure they’re full and, at 11.30, to complete the island exorcism by saying it’s time – time for Dai Sze Wong and his ministers to be burnt, returning to the underworld and taking Cheung Chau’s wandering ghosts away with them for another year.
The rains returned soon after the main day – on Sunday 28 May, the Bun Festival opera continued, but looked a sorry sight with few people watching during very rainy afternoon.
Although the evening was drier, the crowd remained tiny. Can’t have been much fun for the opera troupe – and I bet they were glad to leave the Bun Festival 2007!
The rains returned soon after the main day – on Sunday 28 May, the Bun Festival opera continued, but looked a sorry sight with few people watching during very rainy afternoon.Although the evening was drier, the crowd remained tiny. Can’t have been much fun for the opera troupe – and I bet they were glad to leave the Bun Festival 2007!
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